the seal is melted under the red fire
no interlude to mark the end of cold
no one in ages has leave to inspire
the sea and shore fight for the world entire
their battle was not settled by the bold
the seal is melted under the red fire
to no great sentiment could you aspire
the meaning was not set nor uncontrolled
no one in ages has leave to inspire
in all the shallows no one could perspire
we saw that all the papers were tight rolled
the seal is melted under the red fire
the cow and pig have piled dung at the byre
not one has cared that they have all been sold
no one in ages has leave to inspire
this message that i leave will turn out dire
i speak right now before i turn too old
the seal is melted under the red fire
no one in ages has leave to inspire
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
12 March 2008
the seal is melted
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